Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes
Chapter 298

Chapter 298: The Great Crisis

It was nearly midnight when Alva got back from her police interview.

She stood in the mess of the room, her eyes falling on the pieces of data on the floor, and bent over to gather up.

Suddenly, her body froze.

The next moment, stand up very quickly and call the police.

Before long, the call went through.

"Hello, Mulberry Town police Department."

"Hello, I am the person who called the police tonight, my name is Alva, I would like to say that my notebook is also missing, my

notebook contains my very important design, can you please help me find it as soon as possible?"

She just completely forgot about the notebook.

She remembered it now.

She had a lot of material in her notebook, designs, things that were useless to others but important to her.

Moreover, she was not afraid of losing the contents, but that the person who took her notebook would take the contents.

Especially these two months of design.

If the design inside is taken away, then her efforts of the past two months are wasted, and it will affect the release of the new brand this

year.

She can't let that happen..

"Ok, I'll make a note of it here. I'll contact you when I find it."

"As soon as possible? Because the design is really important."

"We'll try."

After hanging up. Alva sat on the bed with her fingers clenched.

No, she can't wait!

Alva dials a phone very quickly.

Soon the phone went through.

At the beep. Alva clutches her phone.

It's 9:00 am in Paris Ambrose should be at work.

Just thinking about it, the phone went through and Ambrose's voice said. "Alva"

"Ambrose, are you busy now? I have something urgent to tell you."

Ambrose looked at the higher-ups in the conference room and said, "It's okay, you say it."

"I'm in the Silkworm town of A city, and the gold thread I need is gone, so I came here to look for it, but during the day when I went to look for the gold thread someone went to my hotel room and took my notebook and ID. I suspect the person who has my stuff is a Bella fan."

"I have very important designs in my notebook, especially the designs of the past two months are all in it, say how much I want it, no matter how suspicious, I worry that they will leak my designs." Ambrose narrowed his eyes and elenched his phone with his fingers. "I

understand. Now you're alone over there?"

"Yes, I just called the police and came back from the police station, and they said they found it and gave it to me, but I think it's going to be hard to get it back, and I probably won't get it back." "Ok, I'll hold a press conference tomorrow to unveil the designs for our new product launch."

Ambrose made his decision very quickly, without any hesitation.

Alva's lips clenched, her emotions welling up, and after a few seconds, her voice cracked: "Ambrose, I'm sorry."

She had not expected such an unexpected situation.

She was careless.

"It's not your fault. It's dangerous for you to be alone over there. I'll send someone over here with you."

"Ok. I will go back to A city tomorrow and make up some important documents."

"Well, that's it. I'll have a meeting right away."

"Good," said Hermione.

Alva hung up the phone, her heart pounding.

The design for the new product launch tomorrow will be rushed, even urgent.

But no way, once her design was leaked, not only her two months of hard work, but also the work of the entire AK staff would be wasted.

Even their plans to launch a new brand this year could turn into a

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Alva's mind raced, and soon she wanted to type something and sent Ambrose a quick message.

The phone whined twice and Ambrose grabbed it and clicked on a text

message.

"Ambrose. I'll be here both days. Call me if you have any questions."

Ambrose replied with a good word, put the phone down, looked at the executives below and said: "I just told you the general situation, now you immediately produce the design plan of the new brand, remember, I will hold a press conference at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you have less than 24 hours."

There was no confusion on the faces of the senior officials, who looked solemn

They don't have time to panic.

'Yes, Ambrose!

The meeting ended and everyone left the room, quickly.

And Ambrose also returned to the general room, once back in the general room, he picked up the mobile phone, looking cold dial a phone

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